Wednesday, July 10
so becca met us in harvard square just when (starbucks radioshack shoestore) dan and mami left to take martha to the bus station. we were both wearing grey-green khaki pants and bright pink shirts. we met megumi for some indian, and esmé (whose name i'm sure is not spelled like that) came in in the middle - those two (her friends) were matching too, in plain grey tank tops. nothing to do but walk to rebecca's house (a long discussion of m's boy problems) because a home is a nice thing to be in and there are comfortable green chairs and couch reminiscent of the couch downstairs here.
those two left and we played scrabble (i almost made "phlox" over about three premiums) and talked and pulled out books and went to sleep. in the morning i finished the 60p Phillip K. Dick novella "The Minority Report," which bears only some resemblance to the movie of a similar title.
i did a lot of driving the next day (which was MONDAY) - i've been doing a fair amount of driving with Dan, including my first parallel park and my first illegal u-turn. but i did much more with Ruth, in her saab convertible. lots of highways, etc. my driving ability varies depending on who i'm with - their level of comfort or their expectations of how well i can drive. seems.
from camb. (after breakfast) to watertown to get a few things, then a mall way out for fabric store and sewing machine cord, i sat in the fab. place and read Borges, called cd dupers for notable. Walden Pond, very pretty and a swim is lovely at the end of a day when it's warm. then some greek dinner and About a Boy, which is comparable to the book as i remember it - meaning, enjoyable but specifically not as good as HiFi. some good lines: "tonite on petrescue: a clever stoat keeps people on their toes in sussex" and "shut up, you're wounding my soul" (not in book.) j. mitchell becomes r. flack and snoop dogg becomes mystikal. how about that mystikal track. there was a 12" of it kicking around in upper tarble for a while.
then, um, yesterday. nick, on a year off from bard, just returned from a massage-school/ashram and previously an intern here, was around to help with checking out channels on the board, which we did first with an oscilloscope+wave generator and then with tortoise, stereolab, sly stone, and the beastie boys. pizza for lunch.
japanese again for dinner (not that i'm complaining), this time at new ginza, with an octet - ben+barb, carla+josh plus rebecca invited herself along to keep us company. josh shared his knowledge of diamond cuts and everything else. he's very amusing. interactions between he and benny esp. (the former talks so fast and the latter hears with difficulty)
b: sorry, making what a part of your life?
j: Jdaism. it's a /religion
b: oh, judaism.
good. sorbet. dump. danny and i watched Pootie Tang, which is very silly and also pretty funny. i approve.
less today; LeRoi and Lawrence LeRock upstairs finished track two of the SeneComp, "Day Glow Hell" by SenKumpa. it's pretty funky now. i'm reading a new book - a big book - at Rebecca's request; the amazing adventures of Kavalier and Clay by Michael Chabon. 100 pages in already. back to newberry st. for dan's haircut allowed me to go back and get those two vinyl singles i wanted. mmm. maybe i go listen to them now. i've been listening to coldcut and the "pyramid song" b-sides. it goes.
how will it all happen, with n.y. and the 'dacks and concerts and all. many people now are getting involved. i got an e-mail from k.duffy saying that r.cochran may be coming to siren. how does she know?
buuu-buuh-buh (that's "some skunk funk" by the brecker bros.)